foggy morning light (twilight fandom)

The rain gradually subsided, but the sky was still cloudy.The sky also fell, and the lights on the street lit up one after another.

The shops in Port Angel are very complete. After I bought the things I planned, I accidentally found a solid-color blanket with very delicate patterns and a full-length mirror with a white background. Speaking of which, what I wanted to buy was the full pink side.The purpose is to disgust the uncle who is 1.9 meters tall, but I am really afraid that he will accept it faster than me. I am afraid of that scene first.

The owner, Mr. An Dawson, is a very kind middle-aged uncle. He saw my big bag and small bag, and asked me if I didn't drive here, so he decided to come to the door and take me back.

It was really lucky, but I only regretted it after I got in the car.

Mr. Anderson is a super chatterbox, and he never stopped along the way.

He said: "Are you still used to living in Fox? The weather here is no better than those places in California."

"I guess at least I don't have to worry about forgetting to put on sunscreen." I counted how many spices I bought, and the sky outside the window was getting darker.

"Then you've come to the right place. You don't need those things here." Anderson turned a corner and turned on the lights. There was a patrolling police car in front of him, and a serious police officer nodded to us.

"Hey, this is Officer Charlie Swan." Anderson introduced me.

"Hi, I'm Chris Watson."

I smiled brightly and looked towards Police Officer Charlie. He responded with a shy smile and told us, "Be careful!"

"I heard that his daughter Isabella will come next month, and our Fox has added two beautiful girls at once." Mr. Anderson winked at me, and the car continued to drive unhurriedly, "That The little girl seems to be about the same age as you."

"I think the Fox girls are beautiful too." I commented super seriously, you know who doesn't like to boast about their things, people, etc.

"Oh, little girl, I'm not exaggerating. Your big lake green eyes are clear to the bottom, and your black hair is straight and long, which looks very charming." Mr. Anderson also began to evaluate seriously, and touched his chin. Continued, "It just looks um... small."

"..." If you think you are short, just say it!

"But it's quite strong." So it's not a reason to be surprised when I saw me rushing into the store with a lot of bags just now, and thought it was a reason for fleeing!

"Well, it must be because I have learned some kung fu from country Z." I still kept smiling, and stretched out a hand in front of him, which seemed to be gently closed, but actually made a 'click' sound.

This successfully prevented him from wanting to make further comments on me, and even when he returned to his yard, he finally couldn't help asking curiously: "Then, do you know how to use iron palms?"

Me: "...%-+/@!"

After I finally packed everything up, I didn't have the heart to get something to eat anymore.Uncle Mike’s house is far away, and I can see the forest behind my bedroom. Young people probably like a little more privacy in their private space.

I got a can of beer out of the fridge, some snacks and ran out to the bedroom balcony.In the past few days, I have tidied up the bedroom well, and now I feel like I am really living here.

On the day I came here, I hung several layers of gray-blue gauze on the balcony, and hung it in a corner with a Japanese wind chime, and the wind blew over and jingled softly.

"Ah... life." I took a sip of beer, and the cold drink flowed down my throat with emotion, "I'm alive!"

I looked at the guzheng placed in the corner, and remembered the clothes my mother had just woke up from. Most of them were cut and exaggerated Hanfu.The red, green, and black are particularly bright, and Han Confucianism is mostly like that in movies and TV, I am afraid that I have gone astray in the study of Han culture...

I turned the closet upside down and found some normal ones. Because of this, I also realized that the original owner of the body was still a crazy person, and the cravings and women's cigarettes were hidden deep.It's completely different from the sweet smiles on the bedside. No wonder no friend has been here for so long in the hospital. Inexplicably, I remembered what a certain star said: "The little girl still has two faces."

I picked up a dark embroidered large-sleeved shirt, thinking I had to buy some clothes for everyday wear, at least to wear it out... so that it would not be so eye-catching.After taking a good bath, I started to tinker with Uncle Mike's wine cabinet. Seeing that the bottles looked good, I took a few bottles back to my room to continue drinking. The wind outside was very pleasant to my body.This kind of comfort makes me feel endless loneliness when I am free. I seem to have forgotten something.

To live, to live for what?

I never thought about it before I died.

My eyes were full of doubts, and I took another sip.This wine is really strong.

"Da Ge...it hurts so much."

A familiar voice came from my ear, so close that I couldn't feel anything when I listened carefully, so I desperately wanted to escape.

"Da Ge, why are you still alive..."

Why, why can't it be alive?Stop, please don't talk.

"Dago..."

All those insect chirps dissipated, and the sound of flapping wings was extremely clear. I saw a black phoenix butterfly parked on the white railing of the balcony.

I got up and choked up: "Butterfly..."

Why is it a butterfly... have you also... come to this world?

Xin was too eager to run towards Pteris, and tripped over the hem of her robe.But it alarmed the Phoenix-tailed butterfly, and it flew to the forest without stopping.

"and many more!"

I yelled at it, my eyes closely followed its movement, and I turned over the railing to chase after it.

"Ah!" In a whirl, I fell into a cold chest and reached the ground safely.

This beautiful and delicious picture is very familiar, after all, I have given him a ride today.

"Hehe, good evening, Edward." I waved my hand to him, but his eyes seemed to turn colder.

I was in a daze, only to realize that I was still holding a bottle of wine in my hand.Right in front of him, he grinned and suffocated the rest of his mouth.

I boldly smashed my mouth: "Brother, it's your turn!"